nightmares.

I am working. Retail, like wth, I'm supposed to be in the bank or something. And I am not good at selling things. Not really good la. The only reason why I took this job is coz it's in the airport.



At the duty-free area, yippie yeay!

But, Damn, the work is really, really, tough. I have to stand for hours. HOURS long. 9 freaking hours long. Straight, just an hour break. DAMNNNN.

But the perks, it is for luxury products. Yes, those which would cost me a good month's pay for just a bag. With discount.

But then, staffs get discount also, so it's pretty okay la. Just that I cannot sit for 9 hours je. And yesterday was my first day, and I had to wear heels. At least 2 inches.

Try that for 5 hours, the rest 4 hours would be hellllllll. No, seriously. I have blisters all over, I can't even walk. Now imagine walking with blisters and forced to smile to the potential customers who come in and look at the price and say goodbye.

How excruciating.

My feet are seriously in pain, so much so that my hands and fingers are infected. I need to stop writing, my spelling has gone off everywhere.

I dreamt about results last night.

I DAMN SCARED OKAY IT WAS A NIGHTMARE I WANT TO JUST DIE WHEN I GOT IT OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD.